ungechinjika wewe

its th irony of life
tht u r beautyfu
n
i admire u

tht u hv dreams
n
ua lyf is a heaven 2 me(already)

th u r perfect
n
i hv nathin 2 woo u

tht u r in real
n
i could see th genuine heart

tht u r
n
i am happy to be your friend
cheers

Who Killed Us

in all views
we were more than ewes
always in the news
heaped with woos
who knew
it was just a noose
so tight we cont get loose
just coughing with Whooz!!
grinding us into booze
and

_ _AY.

Mayday! Mayday!
Am shouting this daily
Oh! Come my lady
Swing me, your baby
Tender me like your ruby
Save me from mayday,
I`ll reward you on my payday
Which is everyday.

This I Tell You

Its great living in this happiness
Even greater knowing your joys source
Contement is when you achieve
Beyond all when can sustain
But anythimg without strain
Never found true home in you
This I know in depth

Belief is a heavy feeling
It erupts tow lavas
Logic and ignorance
The much of which we display
Its by choice not force
Of the lavas which to define us
Thus happiness is having control
Not balance of emotions
Also this I hold as a truth

Walking is done easy by the feet
Direction is realisd higher in your thoughts
Balance ia prerogative of yours ears
Where do you find SELF
Whiloe you walk or where
Does self direct you or otherwise
Balance is in losing self
This I tell you

just a thot

Sleep has escaped my eyes
Thoughts are making me have sighs
Especially one about your thighs
And am telling no lies
Asking for bond and no ties
Where am one of your many guys

Delayed conscience

Am running out of words
Yet my brains ache
As ideas collide inside
All pummeling at once
Untimmed due to your stare
Creating a sweaty path
One a afraid to slide
A mistake beckons
A slip of thoughts
Consequence of delayed conscience
Tongue-tied to warn
Beaming to later haunt
To quench nostalgia
Drain my vision to act
Yet am still thinking
Why then am I out of words

a praying moment

it s all sweaty
the palm and sole
i cant wipe it any more
the beads let them flow
am holding back nothing
He already knows all

love in th darkness

Sweetheart
it could be dark
i could come over
make the night bearable.

i could hold yu close to me
recite poems of love en life
massage your toes
let yu rest yua head
by my whispers you will lie
and hum your favourite hymns

the window we shall stare
at stars we will gaze
as you squeeze my small finger
on how moved by the twinkle
of the stars so near
in your eyes i can see them

you will hear the crickets
whistling to your beauty
the night bats bowing
to your magnificent aura
and
as the stars blink
just to get noticed
in your dazzling eyes
as we wait th morning due
to cristen our passionate embrace
en whirl in this ecstasy
that engulf us in the darkness.